Author's Note: I'M SO SORRY!!! I've been so busy with school and homework that I haven't had time to write anything! It gave me a lot of time to think about different plot twists though, so it was kind of a good thing too. I hope that some of you are still reading. I apologize again! I made this chapter about the length of two of my normal chapters to make up for it. I hope that it does! Thanks so much for reading, and PLEASE review!! Note: All italicized print is a flashback.
Disclaimer: Even after all that time, I still don't own InuYasha.
My Will Chapter 7: SessionsA week can go by excruciatingly slowly when one does nothing, so Kagome found. Once again, she sat in Miroku's office, glaring angrily at the globe in the corner. How she had grown to hate that globe… Her own reflection on the shiny surface seemed to sneer at her as she stared at it.
"So tell me again," Miroku tried in vain to get something more out of Kagome. The week had been more or less productive, but it all seemed to end up at the same point.
"I told you," Kagome muttered, "He talks to me."
Miroku sighed, folding his hands on his desk and staring at the back of Kagome's head with his ever-concerned eyes, as if trying to probe her brain for more details. "What happens when 'he' speaks to you?"
Kagome flinched as she heard the tone in which he spoke. It was obvious that the psychiatrist didn't believe her, painfully obvious. "I get horrible headaches," She replied, turning to face him for a change.
"And what else?"
Kagome shifted uncomfortably. In the past week, she had refused to tell him more than the fact that she heard voices. But it was time to give in, she knew, or she'd never get out of here, "I hear his voice in my head. Normally he just says hello, but sometimes… sometimes I feel like he wants me to do something for him."
Miroku looked Kagome's face over intently, and then turned to take some notes onto his clipboard. "Okay," He mused for a moment, staring off into space with the end of his pen in his mouth. "Anything else?"
"I…" Kagome hesitated, opting to turn her head towards the globe again instead of looking him in the face, "I have dreams… awful dreams. He's always killing people in them. He's looking for something, but I don't know what."
Miroku nodded, writing down more notes. Kagome turned towards him once more, a frown set on her face.
"Cheer up, Kagome. I think that'll be all for today, don't you agree? You've talked a lot." He said cheerfully, taking her papers off of his clipboard and filing them away into one of the many large, wooden cabinets set up along the side of his room.
"Yeah… okay," She sighed, standing up. With a wave of goodbye, Kagome walked to the door, forcing her gaze away from the globe.
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"InuYasha?" Kagome called to him, drawing his mind back to reality. She lay on her back, sprawled on his bed, as he sat on the floor with his marbles. She tucked her arms underneath her head, watching the dust particles float through the air as the sunlight beamed in through the small window.
"Eh?" He answered, not bothering to look up at her.
Kagome swallowed hard. Forcing her nerves to settle, she asked the question that had been nagging at her for the past week, "I know that you told me never to ask anyone here… but, I need to know. Why are you here?"
Holding her breath in anticipation, Kagome listened as InuYasha shifted next to her. She turned her head in his direction, only to find his face mere inches from hers. She drew in a rather loud, shaky breath then, her eyes wide.
"I told you not to ask that," He growled, eyes narrowing at her, his face getting slightly closer. Kagome felt a sweeping motion in her stomach as her hands began to tingle. Emotions ran haywire until she could barely think… barely breath.
And then he pulled away with a snort of annoyance. Kagome, finally remembering to breath again, gasped and sat up.
"I'm going to…to lunch," She mumbled, slipping slowly off the bed. She heard InuYasha mutter something inaudible to her ears as she walked quickly out of the room.
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"So you had another session with Miroku?" Sango asked, an odd look upon her face. Kagome nodded, poking her 'beef surprise' with her fork, eyes downcast. Her thoughts still lingered to InuYasha. His face so close to hers…
"Kagome?" Sango moved her head to catch the troubled girl's gaze.
"Hn?" Kagome looked up finally, her eyes questioning.
Sango continued, "I was wondering how it went. Personally, I really dread going to that man's office…" She grimaced, "He's such a pervert."
Kagome raised her eyebrows. It was nearly impossible for her to think of Miroku as anything other than a gentle psychiatrist. "Really?" She asked, leaning forward against the table, "He seems alright to me. The session went okay. I keep telling him though; the voice is really there… I mean, I'm not just hearing things. He's actually talking to me."
Sango looked thoroughly creeped out by this statement, and Kagome suddenly wished that she hadn't said anything. Sango didn't know the reason that Kagome was there. It seemed to be an unwritten rule to keep these things private. Or at least, that's what InuYasha had told her.
Kagome looked back down towards her plate, a faint blush coming to her cheeks. "Sorry if I startled you," She whispered, using her fork to break up the meat, "I—"
"No, it's okay," Sango said, placing a comforting hand on Kagome's shoulder, "We're all here for a reason. You seem like a wonderful person to me, regardless of what they say," She jerked her head towards a table full of the doctors who were stuffing their faces with slightly better food than what Kagome found in front of her.
"So then… If I may ask, why are you here, Sango?" Kagome questioned. She immediately wanted to kick herself afterwards. There she was letting words tumble out again!
It was Sango's turn to look towards the table. Kagome saw the girl give a faint shudder before she began to whisper her story; "My brother was diagnosed with leukemia a year ago. It was pretty bad, and they weren't sure if they could save him. After six months of torture and pain, he died in the hospital, waiting for a bone marrow donor," She took in a long, shuddering breath, "I suppose that that's when I lost it… I just felt so guilty, like it was all my fault," Kagome saw a single tear run down the girl's cheek, "Because they later found out that I was a perfect match for the transplant…"
Sango broke down sobbing then. Kagome suddenly felt horrible for asking such a question. Quickly, she got up for her chair and rushed around the table to embrace the sobbing girl, making soft cooing noises.
"Shhh… it's okay… It wasn't you fault, you had no idea… no one did," She whispered, hoping to calm the girl down.
"I miss him," She sobbed, her immense pain evident with every shuddering breath she took, "I tried to kill myself after that… I thought that I could go with him. I miss him so much. I miss Kohaku…"
Kagome felt tears forming in her eyes as well. She could never relate to the pain that Sango felt, but she could imagine it. How horrible it must have been to loose her brother, and then to find out that she was the only one that could have saved him?
All she could do was sit there and embrace Sango, but she knew it would never take away the pain.
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Kagome walked down the hall towards her bedroom, about to get ready for bed. She was just coming from the game room, after spending a long night there playing games with Sango to cheer her up. InuYasha had come and joined them at one point, challenging Kagome to a game of billiards.
She sighed. Her skin still tingled on her arm slightly…
"I could beat you at this so easily," InuYasha scoffed, grabbing a pool stick and rubbing the tip into the square of blue chalk.
"We'll see…" Kagome laughed, carefully choosing her own stick, "You break, okay? I'm horrible at that."
InuYasha shrugged, walking to the end of the table. Kagome watched as the muscles in his arms rippled as he smoothly drew back the stick, and hit the white ball. It was a perfect break.
"Wow…" Kagome gasped, watching as the balls rolled past the end of the table that she stood near.
InuYasha shrugged, "It was nothing…"
Kagome made her way around the table then, carefully studying the position of each ball. If she was to get one in, she had to line it up perfectly. After shooting and missing three times in a row, InuYasha finally rolled his eyes and walked up to her.
"Look, this is how you do it!" He came up behind her, gently placing her hands on the correct parts of the stick. Kagome's skin tingled where his hands touched the bare skin of her arms, and she felt her heartbeat speed up ever so slightly. It was almost as if time had stopped between them.
But all too soon, InuYasha pulled away, leaving her lined up and in position for a perfect shot. She had missed it, of course.
InuYasha rolled his eyes again, "You're hopeless!" Kagome normally would have giggled, or stuck her tongue out at him. But she found it hard to move from the position he had set her in. Sango finally had to nudge the girl to get her to back away from the table while InuYasha made his shot.
"Are you okay?" Sango had asked while watching the boy line up the balls expertly.
Kagome nodded, "Yeah… I'm fine…"
Kagome self-consciously rubbed her arms as she felt Goosebumps rising. She turned into her room, not even bothering to change out of the black T-shirt, and navy skirt she had on. She flopped onto her bed; the sharp sound of the bed springs assaulting her ears.
Could it be that she liked InuYasha as more than a friend? That spark, that strange tingle and stomach turn, that she felt every time he was oddly close, or touching her did not seem normal between just friends. She dimly wondered if he had any feelings for her. Most likely not… InuYasha was a distant person, preferring to keep to himself; unless of course, he was drugged up on something that the doctors had given him. Which explained the strange day that Kagome had met him.
With a snort of annoyance, Kagome turned over onto her side, falling into one of the first dreamless sleep she had had in more than a week.
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"InuYasha, you should really eat the food that the cafeteria provides. I know that it looks awful, but if you give it time—" The beautiful, dark haired nurse stopped her sentence as she watched InuYasha begin to consume the ramen. She couldn't help but smile at him. He was such a child sometimes… It was sweet.
"Thanks, Kikyo," He managed to choke out in between mouthfuls, "I was really hungry."
"I see that," She replied, her smile growing wider. She sat down on the bed next to him as he finished the cup, throwing the empty container into the wastebasket next to his nightstand.
"How are your sessions going?" She asked.
"Same as always," He shrugged. He began to twiddle with his thumbs staring into his lap. "Kikyo?" He finally asked. The nurse silently gasped as his amber eyes stared into hers. "I was wondering… You and I have been good friends for a long time now. Probably ever since I've been here. I wanted to know… Do you like me as more than just a friend?"
Kikyo smiled warmly at him, placing her hand in his, "InuYasha, you know very well that I cannot allow any romance to blossom between patient and staff. It's forbidden…"
InuYasha frowned, looking down at his lap, "Could you think about it?" He asked in a last attempt, "Please?"
Kikyo continued to smile at him, nodding her head. It was so sweet…
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Naraku paced as he always found himself doing while he pondered on something. How was he to get the jewel? First of all, had it been truly the other half of the jewel, or just another broken marble? Questions began to jumble together as more and more popped up. He had no real control over that girl yet, so it would be a long while before she could actually take the object for him.
Stopping in his tracks, Naraku let out a deep chuckle. It was so obvious, how could he have missed it? He would simply go to that hospital and see for himself.
Pulling his newly sharpened pocketknife from his pocket, Naraku unleashed it, admiring the shine. He had stolen it just yesterday, and he had high hopes for it. Perhaps he would get lucky, and someone would get in his way at this hospital. But only if he got really lucky…
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